Honey look what my Trainer left with me today.
- 1 week ago
- 1 week ago
Sorry for the long dry spell. Honestly besides having some great regular sex with the guy renting our apartment I haven’t had too much to write about besides what happened this past weekend.
As you know I make some money on the side doing some nude housecleaning. I’m pretty selective who I choose as I don’t want any legal trouble or to find myself locked eternally in someone’s basement. Recently I got an offer I couldn’t refuse and the money was great. A couple guys who live over by UNC-Asheville in the Grove Apartments ask me to come over and clean their place and be paid handsomely. So I took them up on the offer. It was exciting getting nude in front these two very cute guys and let them watch me as I washed dishes, made their beds, did laundry and vacuumed. When I got done I think we were all pleased with the appointment. They paid me and then mentioned that if I was interested I could stop by their fraternity house and do the same. I told them that was probably a bit much for me. They then said they were huge fans of my Tumblr and if I was interested they’d be happy to give me a night to remember. Well not having made a blog post in a long time and up for an adventure I said sure. I’ll admit I was very interested in anything sexual with these hot young guys. So they told me about a party there were having that night and that it was a costume party. Greek was the theme and they encouraged me to be authentic and just wear a cloth as a toga. I was also told to wear a mask. I asked if it would be okay if my husband came and they said of course. Especially if it made me feel better, which it did. Erick of course was all for it. He loves to watch me become a complete slut.
When we got to the party I was relaxed, excited and horny as hell. The anonymity offered by the mask was a great security blanket. Erick disappeared almost immediately, and after a few minutes came back with some drinks. After a little chit chat and he mentioned he met the guys I cleaned for and we should head down up to rooms upstairs when we were ready. After a couple drinks and a little flirting, we headed upstairs where we met the guys from the housecleaning job. Erick was all of a sudden on me like a mad man. His hands and fingers explored every part of me as my heart started racing. One of the guys slipped his handkerchief under my mask to cover my eyes and at first I was nervous about that, but realized that maybe it was better to not see anything that might be about to happen. Pretty soon Erick had my toga completely off and was sucking and kissing my now firm nipples, rubbing my clit and fingering my pussy. (As the sign outside our local Krispy Kreme donut shop says, I was “Hot and Ready”.)
As I heard Erick whisper, “I love you” I felt his cock slide into me. He whispered, “It feels so good inside you”. And at that moment I thought that his penis felt different, and then suddenly realized that it wasn’t his at all, but someone else’s! At first I wondered who it was, but it felt so good I decided I didn’t care. All the while Erick was beside me, whispering how good of a slut I was in my ear, fingering my clit a little, nibbling my nipples a little, and it felt damn good! After a bit of deep pumping, I was approaching an orgasm but I felt my unknown “lover” climax and a few strokes later he withdrew his softening member.
My disappointment was short lived since a moment later a very hard penis replaced it and went deeper inside me than I thought was possible. I realized it was another person. Again, Erick whispered how good it felt, and I exploded into the long awaited mind-blowing orgasm. I thought my heart would stop beating or have a heart attack or something, and meanwhile I couldn’t even breathe enough to catch my breath. I tried in vain to get the assault on my insides to stop, but he kept driving harder and deeper and as I thought for sure I would die, I came again and mercifully, so did he. He slowed down and soon withdrew.
Just as I was catching my breath, and counting my blessings for such a good experience and loving husband, I felt myself being entered again. This time it was more broad, but not as long and it felt altogether different. I felt my blood starting to rush again as it again became harder to catch my breath. I came again soon after, and this penis was followed by yet another. I didn’t know if it was new or a repeat, but really didn’t care much. I knew nothing, cared about nothing, just the wantonness of orgasms coming one after another. For the first time I knew what men meant when they said, “I’m going to fuck your brains out.” My brain felt like mush and I cared about nothing except the pleasure.
This went on for over an hour and I was thrown around the room fucked in every possible position and loved every second of it. Then as quickly as it started it ended. There was no one there except Erick telling me he loved me and hugging me. He helped me clean up, removed the eye covering under my mask, and we began to prepare to leave. As we worked our way out, each guy I saw, I looked at, wondering if he had been one of them. No one smiled, smirked, winked, or gave any sign that they had fucked me. It was weird! Then on the way to the car Erick told me that I’d just been fucked by the entire pledge class and I was the ritual slut they all got to enjoy. Wow what a ritual.